I feel so hard for Mr robooty in galaxy of ghosts he’s trying so hard and believes he’s handling this emotionally so well meanwhile his brothers are so freaked out because this is NOT HOW THEIR BROTHER IS SUPPOSED TO ACT WTF WENT WRONG WITH HIM
I also cannot wait for the family to start to discover Konrads innate personality when he’s not basically giving up his own agency to his visions of what he sees himself doing. I can’t wait for KONRAD to discover his own personality more tbh
Oh, yes, Robu is being a somewhat unreliable narrator (as is every character POV so far). Next chapter, Ch 15, is really going to touch how... tumultuous his emotions are rn (*cough* imposter syndrome *cough*). Even after all these months in this new universe, Robu has not rlly adjusted (if he even can) and is VERY affected by these "ghosts" of his brothers. He's confused, grief-stricken, guilty, etc—even if he doesn't always wish to admit it.
And the 30k Primarchs are def worried and bamboozled by this kinda/maybe/not brother, who argues with the Emperor EVERY OTHER DAY and looks HORRIBLE. So far (aside from Sangy, who knows a bit more than the rest and has maybe gossiped), the Primarchs currently on Terra only know that Robu is from an alternate universe, something went very bad in that universe, and there are likely some strange circumstances surrounding "the Swap" between the two Guillimans that Dad and this new brother(?) are not telling them (... and now they have to wait till the rest of their bros arrive before they can get more info).
As for sane-ish/vision-less Konrad, Magnus knows him best due to their travels together. This may change over the next weeks, as Konrad (willingly or otherwise) interacts with Sangy/Fulgrim/Horus/Dorn. They may/may not try to seize this opportunity (Sangy esp) to encourage Konrad to... try being happy! Or optimistic!
But, sadly, I doubt Konrad will be seeing the "silver living" to the loss of his visions (and may even ignore/attack his bros if they mention how he's changed for the better, or how his personality is finally blooming). They were his everything! His certainty! His justi(ce)fication!
Anyways, thanks for the ask, Anon!!! And for enjoying "A Galaxy of Ghosts"!!! ☺️☺️☺️
Just had a dumbass idea at work and now I have to share this with the Warhammer community. Think crackfic. I will not apologize.
But I can totally imagine Curze getting adopted by the Addams Family. They're exactly his kind of people, and they would absolutely *adore* him! This wouldn't even be out of character for them. I can just picture it: Curze would be Uncle or Cousin Konrad, he'd hate it at first before he realizes that they're just *like* that, then he'd be confused, because they actually support and accept him in all his Curziness. Wednesday would be interested in hearing stories of Nostramo, Pugsly would want to show off his handmade bombs, Gomez would spar with him.
Then one day he gifts Grandmama one of his aprons and they love him even more.
I was picturing the 90's movies version, but let's face it, any version would love him to pieces.
Hello, I got few ideas for asks, so I am dropping them for one day to be answered. How Primarchs would react if they fell in love with baseline and wanted offspring, but indeed they discovered they are infertile. Who would just accept it and move on, and who would desperately seek other alternate way to have a child of their own with their beloved no matter what?
Primarchs and how they deal with the inability to have an easy biological child with you
There are those who are content with adoption. Those are Lion El’Jonson, Mortarion, Roboute Guilliman, Vulkan, Rogal Dorn, and Jaghatai Khan.
Lion knew from the start that he was adopted, so having another child is simply adding one more to the family. He will make sure to be a good father.
Roboute Guilliman knew from the start that he was adopted, and he turned out just fine. So he seeks to prove that to be the case. Let the two of you adopt a child, and he will prove that with the right upbringing, any bloodline can become perfection.
Vulkan simply cherishes the chance to raise a child with you. It does not matter what blood they have, as long as you and he pour your love into their being. They will be absolutely magnificent.
Mortarion wants to prove that his original father was wrong, that you do not need a blood connection to treat a child as a person and to treat them with love. So he strives for a connection that is not bound by DNA, but one that can be built by spirit alone.
Dorn did not know he was adopted until the moment the Emperor told him, but he still believes that, by virtue of his own upbringing, he can bring anyone up to his standard. He will be ever so kind and patient in doing so.
Khan will accept any blood as long as you are willing. You are his focus, and he is always ready to raise children with you, no matter the DNA.
Then there are those who require the DNA to be shared. Those are Perturabo, Lorgar Aurelian, Horus Lupercal, Alpharius and Omegon, and Fulgrim.
Fulgrim yearns to see what the union of you and him can bring into this world. It will be an epic perfection, and whatever he must do to bring this to life, he will do.
Perturabo believes himself superior, but you are his complement, so whatever comes into this world must be a mix of the two of you. If an artificial womb is required, then so be it. But he will still expect you to carry your shared masterpiece to term.
Lorgar sees your union as divine, and so it shall be. He will exhaust himself trying to make this happen. If all else fails, then a handmaid will be brought into the matter, and she will bear a true son to you and him.
It is a matter of ego with Horus. He wants your shared blood to run the galaxy long after you and he are retired to a paradise world. He will spare no expense to make sure this can, in fact, happen. He would use Dark Age technology or forbidden xenos technology just to see you heavy with his child and hear the first cry as they leave your womb.
It is a matter of practicality for Alpharius and Omegon. They know that the only thing they can truly trust in this world is their DNA, especially if it is mixed with yours. So they will employ whatever tricks, technology, or cheat is available to make sure the next generation is shared between you and them.
Then there are those who are sort of ambivalent about where the child comes from, whether from your shared DNA or someone else entirely, as long as it is the child you agree to raise. Those are Sanguinius, Konrad Curze, Leman Russ, Ferrus Manus, Magnus the Red and Angron.
On one hand, Sanguinius wants a shared child with you just to prove his own origin. On the other, he is afraid there may be a deeper mutation. So whichever option is available, he will take it. His future sight be damned.
Konrad would prefer a child from a bloodline unrelated to you, but if you should ever conceive, he will still be amenable to the fruit of your shared union. He will, however, watch them far more closely than he would any other child.
Angron, in fact, prefers a child not related to either of you, but he will be amenable to one you share. It stirs something deep in him, something he thought was buried, yet it rises again when the infant cries.
Magnus is keen on molding your minds together, bloodlines be damned. So this is what he focuses on. He will prepare a teaching plan in order to shape this young one. Genetics are completely secondary to him.
Leman wants a whole litter of pups. If you and he cannot produce one, he will collect through a wide variety of means, for there is no shortage of it. As long as they are raised under his and your tutelage, he is content, if not ecstatic, because he knows that the truth lies not in blood, but in spirit.
Ferrus is ecstatic if you can conceive, but he will manage if you cannot. He will find children who are sturdy enough to bear his philosophy, and he will trust you to raise them well.
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Here's another fic idea for you, the primarchs going about their daily life with their S/O and all of a sudden their ears pick up the sound of extra heart beats faintly coming from their S/O. Only to find out later that their S/O is pregnant with 1+ children. I personally think triplets would be funny, but you do you homie.
Lion El'Johnson : what he catches forst is not the sound, but the smell. Clearly something is off with you, aonprepare yourself to be jousted around like a cat in an exhibition. Once he realize that not only the smell but even the sounds inside of you are odds, he'll take you to his apothecaries. Did he got the fact that you're pregnant? Nope, but surely he'll have an hell of a surprise once he find out. Prepare to be secured and always controlled by the Watchers and his sons, the heirs of the Lion will be safe and sound.
Fulgrim: he was just holding you close after a long campain and then...something....strange...and his blood run cold.
"My dear...when did your cycle was last time?"
He'll faint so hard that his captains will have to take him in his chambers. As soonas he'll wake up the first face he'll see is Julius.
"Oh father, you gave us a shock before!"
"Oh Julius...I had the most strange-"
"The apothecaries said that our Legion mother is almost three month old. Would you like me to ask Fabius for supplements and vitamins?"
HE'll faint again. After the terrible start, he'll rejoice with you and he's already planning the nursery.
Perturabo: He's not stupid, he know exactely what's going on and...he's afraid. He had learn many thing on Olympia and one is that children are never safe untill they cannot defend themself. Hre have no time to spent in celebrating his heirs in your womb, he had to make sure that theyììll be secuitred, protected, ready. A safe nursery, structured to sustain even a nuke, the best of his sons will be chosen to protect his love and his offsprings. Nothing will harm his family.
Only when he know everything is ready and safe he'll allow his ears to finally enjoy those small heartbeat, the small kicks and the sweet and kind caress from your hands against his head.
Jaghatai Khan: H'll stop for a second, wait, listen again...
Wha a delightfull surprise you had gifted him little cloud! And look! Your womb is not just full of one but THREE!
This is perfect! He have plans already! He want to build the perfect Iurta for you, his children and...what? No more horse ride? Not even on his bike?!
The old ladies that had rised him will step in and will scold him, teach him and make sure you're safe and sound, especially with such a reckless husband as yours!
Leman Russ: He'll laugh so hard that the walls are shaking. He'll hold you on his shoulder and parade you like the greatest conquest, showing off the great gift you could ever deliver him! People will joke that his seed was far more than effective, that three children is quite the surprise and he'll just remind everyone that he's now a proud future father of TRIPLETS!
The party will go on for DAYS.
Rogal Dorn: in the moment he can hear those beat he froze. He know what they are and be know what is going on, what you see is now a statue of a man walking at you like creating holes in you with his eyes. He's not angry, he's not scare, he's calculating. He'll immediately task Sigismund to guard you and protect you, because he had big work to do. Nursery? Tes of course, in a new total different bastion in the most secured and protected planet his legion could even posses. The Phalanx is secure, yes, but now is not suitable for this kind of task. A castle will be your new home, for you ,the live of his life, and his children, a nest and a fortress to pretect his most precious treasure in tbe galaxies. When you realize what he's doing you sigh in relief, he's also making several toys, they will love the small wooden seals he's making.
Konrad Curze: his ears are already on your womb, his breath stuck in his lungs. The silence of frightening, his breath deep and shallow, his nails digging innyour soft flesh.
"...what...have I done?"
He think of this as curse for you, tainted tk hold his genes in your delicate and fragile body. You'll have to reassure him that is fine, you want this, and you want this with him, caressing his face and remembering him that this is a gift and not a curse. He want to cry, he's happy, he's scared, he's angry...and he's worried. His sons are not the best in this delicate matters, he'll transform into a feral beast. He'll guard your room days and night, case away whoever roam too close to your chambers, to where he's protecting his light and future. This is right, he said caressing and kissing your belly, this is the right choice.
Sanguinius: he had saw something like this, what he didn't saw was that there was suppose more than one. He cry, he's so happy, butbhe's so damn worried. What if they are like him? What if they hurt even now that they're inside of you? What if something happen to you or to them?
As far as his apothecaries say the pregnancy will be difficult for his genes and yoir baseline body, and the factvthat he's transforming himself into a feral predator is not helping. He'll prepare a nest for you, he'll bring you food and give you all his love and attention. He just want his babies and his live to be okay.
Ferrus manus: he trust his senses, yet he want more confermation. When the apothevary confermed that you were carrying his children, hia blood children, he immediately stated just the obvious for him.
"Gestate pod."
You tryed to convince him that it wasn't necessary, that maybe you would be ablento carry them without worries, but be stay unmoved. It's not that he doesn't trust your flesh, he doesn't trust he genes. He's too much, the fact that you were able yet to be close to him was still a surprise and a mistery to him, but he refused the chamce for you to get hurt by delivering his sons and daughters. He'll stay close to you as much as is needed, he won't leave you, just trust him on this.
Angron: you expect him to scream, to break everything around him, that he will juat start a tantrum that it will need moee rhan Kharn to stop him. Instead his arms collapse down like heavy weights, his gaze stuck on a wall, his mouth half opened. He just freeze.
He cannot process what's happening neither he understand how it could had happen and yet it did. You're carrying his children, his REAL children, not those blood thirsty warrior that claim to be his sons. He can feel them, hear them!
He can feel the deep connection with you, their love and...and he feel their love when hia hand touch you womb. Is too much, too much and too perfect.
He'll send yoi somewhere safe, where he or his men cannot harm you. He'll come back, he want to see what a monster like him can really create, the most precious and sacred miracle he could witness.
Roboute Guilliman: there's thia moment that you fear he may collapse on the groung or just disappear like mist in front of you. Roboute Guilliman is now utterly and absolutely broke . He needs time to process the entire information and, when is settle in stone, he'll start planning.
You're carrying his children, his flesh and blood, and this means that nothing he had predicted for you and him is sufficient enough. He need to recalibrate, fix mistakes, make sure there's no way thing could go wrong.
He will call upon the best midwives and peditrician on Macrage, he will select the sons he found capable enough to protect your and his children lives, a new house, safer, crontolled, everything to make sure his family can come in thos universe safe and sound.
When everything is set, when finally he know everything is back in place, he'll allow himself to listen to those heartbeat and smile.
Mortarion: ....he did what?....he is...you are....you both will be...
Cogs are turning, something is shifting, colors are appearing and the only sounds he can hear are those hearts beats.
And Mortarion, uncaring if everyone is watching, fall down on his knees,hold you close and..cry.
He cry so hard that he had to rip off his breather from his face. He's having children, him, of everyone, he's having a family. He thought he didn't deserved one , that he wasn't even good enough to have you at his side and now this.
He'll do everything in his power to make sure his children,his abbies, came to a world were nothing can harm them. He fear he may not be a good father, yet the fact that he's doubting himself means he's already a step ahead.
Magnus: he knew everything. Even before the hearts could be formed, even before their first beating, even before the bump could start to be showed he knew. Those small sparka like stars inside of you, connected to your soul, he knew what those was and he was thrilled. He wanted to tell you, really!...but then he wondered what if he just allowed you to tell him?
So he did something he had never done before: he shutted up.
He looked with a contented smile, admiring the blissfull ignoprance that you had upon your own body and the change. When you find out but decided still to make a surprise for him and he genuinely loved how much you cared to let him know this incredible news with enthusiasm and joy. He couldn't ruined to you, so he waited for you to tell him, all while he planned to fake his surprise!
Of course while this game of his goes on, he's preparing what must be done. His children will be like him, they'll be wonders and psykers like him! He'll teach them everything, but he needs to prepare them on how hard the mankind can be.
Horus Lupercal: It's an immediate festiovity, the entire Legion, the fleet, each member of that spedition will know what's happening and everyone will joy and take respect.
Horus is having children, the Lupercal is having heirs, more than two!
He's overjoy, he'll spin you in the room even when you still need to figure out what's going on inside of you. His dream is happening, he's having his children, from his own blood and from your womb!
If anyone had ever saw the Warmaster happy, then it was a shadow of the happyness he's feeling now. He have a future, a real one, and it's with his wife and children!
Prepation needs to be made, he have to inform his father that his beloved is carrying his heirs, that the line of the Lupercal will continue on! The Sons of Horus will witness the birth of their princes or princess, they will be their protector and family, that's why now you have two member of the Mournival following you like shadows. If not them, Horus's captains are ready to take their place and make sure that their mother and queen is always protected.
Horus is planning to find a fitting planet for his family, somewhere nice, somewhere good enough.
Lorgar Aurelian: he cry. he start to cry in the instant he realize what's going on and what's happening. He's holding, looking at the sacred image of his father the Emperor, thanking him for this gift. Always so harsh on him, always pictured like the weaker of his brothers, always the least and now this.
Is a sign that he was meant for so much more , that nothing is meant for nothing!
The heir of the Emperor! By him the line of his father the god of mankind will continue! Him, his prophet, had made happen a miracle! And you, a sacred wife and apostle, has been tasked to bring it to the world!
The entire legion will rejoy for the news! New sacred tests will be made top tell the story! Nothing will be forgotten because this is the beginning of a new era! The birth will be witness by everyone, you must agree to this, please!
Vulkan: as soon as he's sure of what's happening inside of you, you're not leaving your chambers at ALL. Nope, no duties for the mothers of his children, nope, you stay in bed! The medicae said you don't need it? Well, it's just for measure then!
Vulkan is ESTATIC! Everyday you get showered in gifts and trinkets of rthe future babies not only by him but by his sons too! Jewels, toys, small clothes, cribs, everything is prepared for thsi beautyfull gift that you are allowing him to have.
His captains are even able to convince him to leave early just to stay close to you, so he can hear those little dragons growing and kicking! He's such a proud dad, he's writing everything and he had brought a pictocamera just for this occasion!
Corvus Corax: he think of a malady, something wrong that may had happen when you visited the cities? Maybe something you ate?
....Oh...oh wait it come from...oh...
Like Fulgrim, instant faint, but no son to hold him, just a loud SPLAT on the ground and a Primarch completely gone from the news.
When he'll woke you are close to him and you apologize, worrying that this may be a mistake, that maybe you're not ready to be parents, that this may be an inconvenience and-he'll sush you out with a kiss.
Is not an inconvenience, is not a burde and is an amazing news! Just...unexpected.
He's not a perfect man, he know that, and he know that these children won't be normal, but they are his own and that's what matter. His sons already love you, this event only will bring them closer and they will literally move the sun and the stars just to make sure their Legion Mother and future sibling are safe. They'll even make small toys and gifts, not good like the one that the sons of Vulkan would do but still good!
Alpharius/Omegon: surprised, they did not think anythig less, yet surprised. They surely did not planned this and it may become a situation in the future.
They will do things you may not like, but they want to keep you out from every dangerous event. Having children mean that they may be open to future attacks and threats, to they'lll act in advance when you're still unaware. That means they'll make their apothecaries transfers the still forming babies in genepods and making them grow away from anyone. No one will know...even you.
I've been drawing Konrad really disgusting like (out of mild amusement) and am interested on reducing potential conflict with his burgeoning self ship insert whatever fandom. Like I'm drawing him with such greasy hair that it makes him look like he's going bald. I'm sure some of you would like that in a husband but it seems potentially mildly offensive probably a tr4f nuke tho.
Him being artificially disgusting is part of the character, the reason why he's such a horrible person in comparison to another psycho that grew up without human influence (Ferrus, mortball, lion) is that he actually did grow up in human society just the part where you're constantly rejected and unfitting a vermin perma hobo person. With this understandably being the cause of his frenzy - he cannot connect on a social, aesthetic, familial or status way to other people so he just tries to be right, he can force comfortable predictable interaction with the common folk by purposefully terrifying them (taking agency of their disgust and rejection) while intellectually jerking himself off that he's the most righteous victim on earth and that the stress/trials his need to be right and control others is just part of him being #1 martyr of justice so he has reason to pursue this goal. He has the vague notion that somethings wrong but either the lack of capacity or unwillingness to ask why he's like that or try to change the outcome so he just plans on fucking everything forever until the end but at least seeing the last line. I guess a reasonable option in his position.
Azkaellon is constantly described as hyper gorgeous but then you see the art and its like ??? That said, most of the cover art of horus heresy is kinda laughable... (looking at you, Ruinstorm).
Lion El’Jonson - Dark Angels Beach Recon Day
The Lion takes the Dark Angels to a secluded beach because it has limited access points, defensible dunes, clear sightlines and nearby caves suitable for ‘shade’ His sons arrive in black beach robes and immediately begin establishing perimeter security.
Someone brings a volleyball net and the Lion studies it. Beach volleyball becomes a tactical exercise involving silent hand signals, feints, formations, and at least one suspiciously aggressive spike.
The Dark Angels build sand fortresses with hidden tunnels, a small child accidentally wanders near one and five astartes appear from beneath the sand like armored hermit crabs. One Dark Angel secretly collected seashells, he will take this secret to the grave.
Fulgrim - Emperor’s Children Luxury Pool Resort Day
Fulgrim takes the Emperor’s Children to a private luxury pool resort with marble loungers, chilled fruit, harp music and water so clear it looks like it has been personally intimidated into perfection. His sons arrive in coordinated swimwear, even their towels match the legion colors.
Fulgrim gives a speech about leisure as an art form then spends forty minutes adjusting everyone’s posture on the loungers. The swimming competition becomes unbearable, by sunset the Emperor’s Children have invented synchronized swimming as a military doctrine. They also tip the pool staff extremely well but in a way that feels like being evaluated.
Perturabo - Iron Warriors Amusement Park Day
Perturabo takes the Iron Warriors to an amusement park because someone said they were fun and he intends to identify why. He spends the first hour criticizing the ride queue design and his sons take notes. Roller coasters interest him briefly because they are engineering under stress until he starts calculating failure points.
The Iron Warriors do not enjoy the haunted house, they evaluate it. The ring toss game is rigged and Perturabo notices, he wins every prize through mathematics, spite and controlled wrist rotation.
When the employee says one prize per customer Perturabo says: “show me the posted regulation.” By evening the Iron Warriors have seized the giant plush bear economy. Perturabo claims he hated the day but he is holding three funnel cakes and a blueprint for a better roller coaster.
Jaghatai Khan - White Scars Water Park Day
Jaghatai takes the White Scars to a water park and it lasts minutes… not the day but the park’s dignity. The White Scars immediately identify the fastest water slides, the best racing lanes, the least supervised lazy river entry points and every possible way to turn floating tubes into competitive vehicles.
The White Scars do not stand in line, they flow, somehow they never cut but they are always at the front. The wave pool becomes a cavalry maneuver, one lifeguard blows a whistle. They salute respectfully while going backward at unsafe speed.
By noon the park has created a new rule: NO POWER-DRIFTING INNER TUBES. Jaghatai frames the sign and his sons declare it a trophy.
Russ - Space Wolves Lake BBQ Day
Russ takes the Space Wolves to a lake. There is swimming, shouting, grilling, wrestling, questionable diving contests and a bonfire that begins before sunset because Russ says fire shouldn’t wait for permission. The Space Wolves bring enough meat to frighten local wildlife, the grill is less a cooking station and more a battlefield altar. Russ personally supervises the barbecue.
His sons play catch with a log. Someone invents lake rugby, the rules are unclear, violent, and loudly disputed. A normal family nearby slowly moves their picnic farther away and Russ notices and sends them a perfectly grilled steak as tribute.
By nightfall, everyone is sunburned except the sons who were smart enough to listen to Sanguinius about sunscreen. Russ insists he doesn’t sun burn but his nose is bright red.
Dorn - Imperial Fists Beach Engineering Day
Dorn takes the Imperial Fists to the beach and within eight minutes they have turned a fun summer day into coastal defense infrastructure.
Sandcastle contest? No. Sand fortress competition. There are bastions, curtain walls, trenches, reinforced wet sand foundations, drainage channels and a fully functional moat using tidal flow.Nearby children stare at their sad buckets and Dorn sees this and immediately starts a workshop. The children love him, the parents are confused but grateful.
The Imperial Fists also handle sunscreen with discipline, every marine applies it properly, Dorn has a timer. A volleyball game occurs, but nobody calls it volleyball, they call it ‘projectile denial and return.’
Konrad Curze - Night Lords Carnival Day
The Night Lords arrive in black coats and look like a murder documentary crew. The carnival workers are nervous, the children are fascinated.
Curze buys roasted chestnuts, this is somehow deeply upsetting. A Night Lord asks if he likes them. “They are warm things broken open.” Curze replies. Nobody knows how to respond. They visit the maze and vanish into it, the staff panic. Visitors begin emerging from the maze much faster than expected, pale and shaking, saying: “Something whispered from the walls.”
At the end Curze and his sons sit on a ferris wheel above the lights and for once the dark below looks almost gentle. Konrad points at a man below. “He is cheating at ring toss” he says. The peace ends.
Sanguinius - Blood Angels Picnic Day
Sanguinius takes the Blood Angels to a sunlit meadow by a lake. There are picnic blankets, fruit, pastries, music, sketchbooks, swimming, poetry and perfectly packed baskets. His sons arrive trying to be dignified and end up visibly happy within twenty minutes. This embarrasses them, Sanguinius notices and pretends not to.
There is a painting session, the Blood Angels say they are merely studying form…they are doing watercolor flowers. One marine gets emotional over a butterfly landing on his gauntlet.
“Let it rest, it trusts you.” Sanguinius says. The marine never recovers.
Then someone starts a friendly swimming race and the Blood Angels become terrifyingly competitive, beautiful aquatic missiles. Sanguinius thanks them for the day and his sons act like they are fine. They are not fine. Half of them keep pressed flowers from the picnic.
Ferrus - Iron Hands Practical Workshop Day
Ferrus doesn’t understand the concept of a fun day. He hears ‘outdoor group activity’ so he takes the Iron Hands to an open air forge and machine fair. There are food trucks, tool demonstrations, welding displays, engine rebuild stalls and a contest to see who can assemble a mechanical pump fastest.
The Iron Hands have the time of their lives which means they mostly stand silently around machines judging them. Ferrus buys everyone lemonade because Vulkan told him hydration matters.
The Iron Hands enter the pump assembly contest and win so hard the organizers invent a professional category just to remove them.
Angron - World Eaters Paintball Day
Angron takes the World Eaters paintballing. The facility staff explain the rules: No headshots. No close range firing. Raise your hand when eliminated. Respect the boundary markers. The World Eaters listen technically. The first match lasts eleven seconds, the opposing team walks off the field looking like they were attacked by a red weather system.
Angron doesn’t play at first, he says it is childish until one paintball hits his shoulder and he decides to join. The World Eaters have fun, actual fun, terrifying bruising loud fun. A young marine laughs so hard he almost drops his marker. Angron hears it, doesn’t smile but doesn’t stop it either.
By the end, the staff have banned them from competitive play and offered them a private field for everyone’s safety. Best summer day they have ever had.
Guilliman - Ultramarines Civic Festival Day
Guilliman takes the Ultramarines to a summer civic festival. There are food stalls, music, public games, volunteer booths, historical displays and community awards. His sons are suspiciously prepared.
“Enjoy yourselves” Guilliman says.
The Ultramarines enjoy themselves efficiently. They win the trivia contest, organize the lost and found, improve foot traffic near the lemonade stand and help set up chairs for the evening concert. Guilliman gives a short speech about community that becomes a long speech.
A small child asks him to judge the pie contest and Guilliman takes this duty with frightening seriousness.
“Texture, filling distribution, crust integrity, and civic spirit will be considered.”
The blueberry pie wins.
Mortarion - Death Guard Swamp Nature Day
Mortarion the Death Guard on a swamp hike, everyone else thinks this is punishment but the Death Guard think it is peaceful. There are mosquitoes, mud, humidity, fungus, frogs, stagnant water and plants that smell like old medicine.
Mortarion is visibly more relaxed, which means his shoulders are only 80% hostile. He gives an excellent lecture on wetland ecosystems, rot cycles and disease vectors. His sons listen reverently.
One marine finds a mushroom and Mortarion inspects it.
“Useful.” Mortarion says. This is high praise.
They stop for lunch on a log, the sons love it. The Death Guard record this as a perfect outing.
Magnus the Red - Thousand Sons Museum and Planetarium Day
Magnus takes the Thousand Sons to a museum and planetarium. It was supposed to be a light educational outing but that’s impossible. They spend 45 minutes in the first exhibit because Magnus keeps correcting plaques. His sons are enchanted…the museum staff are suffering.
In the planetarium Magnus becomes emotionally unbearable. The stars appear overhead and the narration begins, he starts giving a better lecture. The audience applauds but the staff beg him not to touch the projector… He touches the projector anyway and the dome briefly displays constellations no human civilization has recorded yet.
The Thousand Sons buy matching museum notebooks, by the end of the day the gift shop has sold out of astronomy posters and forbidden looking bookmarks.
Horus Lupercal - Luna Wolves Beach Sports Day
Horus takes the Luna Wolves to the beach and somehow makes the entire coastline love him. He organizes beach sports, swimming, grilled food, team games, storytelling and a sunset gathering.Nothing feels forced, everyone feels included, that is how you know it is Horus.
He divides the teams so old rivalries turn into friendly competition, he gives little pep talks before volleyball matches and remembers which marine prefers shade, which one loves swimming, which one needs to be coaxed into relaxing. His sons adore him, strangers adore him, the ice cream vendor gives him free cones. Horus insists everyone thank the vendor by name.
By sunset, his sons are sitting around a fire, laughing, shoulder to shoulder, utterly convinced they are the most beloved legion in creation.
Lorgar - Word Bearers Camp Day
It is wholesome for approximately six minutes until Lorgar says: “Let us each share what this day teaches us about fellowship.” The chaplains start crying, the summer camp counselors are overwhelmed.
There are canoe races but Lorgar turns them into metaphors. There are friendship bracelets but they become devotional tokens. There is a bonfire but by nightfall it is absolutely a ritual space.
“I understand now.” One marine says as he roasts a marshmallow.
Lorgar writes a hymn about sunscreen and it’s unfortunately good. The Word Bearers have a deeply meaningful day.
Vulkan - Salamanders Community Barbecue Day
Vulkan takes the Salamanders to a neighborhood summer barbecue and repair fair. There is grilled food, music, children playing, picnic tables, games, and a row of broken bikes, chairs, toys, and appliances waiting to be fixed. The Salamanders immediately adopt the whole community.
They grill, repair, teach kids how to safely use tools, help elderly people carry chairs and make sure everyone eats. Vulkan personally mans the grill and his burgers are perfect. His vegetable skewers are perfect and his slightly spicy sauce is a religious experience. One Salamander wins the sack race and apologizes for being too enthusiastic.
Vulkan gives out handmade toys to children. The Salamanders end the day sunburned, exhausted, adored and carrying twenty thank you cards.
Corvus Corax - Raven Guard Midnight Beach Cleanup
Corvus refuses crowded summer fun so he takes the Raven Guard to a beach cleanup at dawn and a quiet night picnic later. At first his sons think this is duty until they realize it’s peaceful.
They walk the shore collecting trash, freeing tangled seaweed from plastic, cutting fishing line, and watching the sunrise through the mist. Corvus says little, his sons understand anyway. Later they return with simple food, black coffee, blankets and a small fire hidden from the wind. There are no speeches or forced bonding, just quiet presence. One marine points out a constellation, another tells a dry joke, someone almost laughs. Corvus looks away so they can enjoy it without feeling observed.
“Good work.” Corvus says at the end. That is the whole review. The Raven Guard treasure it like poetry.
Alpharius Omegon - Alpha Legion Mystery Fun Day
Alpharius tells his sons they are going to a fun activity and then gives each squad a different address.One goes to a beach, another to a water park, one goes to a bowling alley and another goes to a suspicious warehouse labeled Fun Day.
Every group receives instructions in sealed envelopes. Some instructions are games, some are riddles, others are false. At the end all squads converge at a public park where there is a picnic waiting. The sandwiches are labeled: ham, not ham, omegon and ‘don’t trust the lemonade’. The lemonade is fine but the potato salad is not.
The Alpha Legion has an excellent time because confusion is enrichment.
“Lord, what was the objective?” A marine asks.
“You tell me.” Alpharius replies.
Summer fun achieved.
Possibly.
The Primarchs’ spouse getting kidnapped got me thinking.
How do you think the Primarchs would react if they come to rescue their spouse, finding said spouse halfway through making their escape?
Here we go!
Lion El’Jonson
Yes, this is his chance to be your knight in shining armor, but you are not a damsel in distress yourself. Lion has trained you before, and you always knew that kidnapping could be a possibility. So you rely on the information and instincts he instilled in you to make your way out of the cage. You will find your knight, and he will be dashing, fierce, and protective. And the villains will lose their heads by the end of the day.
Fulgrim
Honestly, he is a little bit disappointed. He had already imagined a perfect rescue in his head, planned it out and dispersed his sons, and now here you are, running down the corridor, clutching some sort of weapon in your hand, with others running behind you. Yes, he will still be very dashing in saving you, but he did not plan for this specific thing. Ah well, there will be other attempts to showcase himself to you. Right now, the only thing that matters is that you are safe and back in his arms.
Perturabo
He is actually impressed. Yes, he would never choose some weakling to be his partner, but still, you were put in a situation with no familiar tools and without much preparation. And yet you managed to make the best of it. So be it. You are back in his arms, and he even begrudgingly tells you that he was, in fact, impressed by your attempts. Your kidnappers, however, will be put to an unspeakable death. Please make no mistake of that.
Jaghatai Khan
Well, aren’t you a lively one? Here he is, with all his great speed and skill, meeting you halfway as you make your escape, and honestly, he is surprised. He knows that you are a resourceful one, but he is still surprised with how well you managed to do in this situation. Now, do you want to stay and have some fun, or should he speed you away? Either one is fine with him.
Leman Russ
He is ecstatic. Of course you are breaking out yourself. Those fools probably regretted the fact that they tried to kidnap you from the very start. You are not one to go down without a fight, and you are the one fighting your way out of whatever place you are thrown into. Yes, he is here too, but now, seeing you dispatching all of those goons? Yeah, he is more in love than ever.
Rogal Dorn
Dorn put his mind to good use. By pure luck, he knows where they are going to hold you. So he analyzes the structure, looking for the most vulnerable places he can strike, but also for the places where you can make your way out. He kind of expects you to do so, truth be told. You are an escape artist. So he divides and conquers. Half will attack weak points, half will search through the corridors that you likely used. And, well, let’s say the plan did pay off.
Konrad Curze
He is glad to see that you are relatively unharmed and making your way out of here, but he is still pissed that someone decided to take a swing at you. So they will soon know a world of pain from which there is no escape until you, actually you, will do it. Because for this part, Konrad is keen on letting you play the executioner.
Sanguinius
He is aflutter with worry, but he has his sight to tell him exactly where to find you. What his side does not tell him is that you will be beating the ever-living shit out of someone the moment he arrives. Oh well, at least he has found you and the rescue can continue. He will, however, take you away from this place because he does not trust the other future that can unfold in the heat of battle.
Ferrus Manus
He is silent at first watching the way you stand over your kidnapper with that makeshift weapon in your hand. He does not speak, but something in his posture shifts, less tension, more weight. He had come ready to break bones, to tear through the place with his sons, but now he sees you. You are alive. His sons will finish the rest. He will not let you stain yourself further. But he will remember this. He will remember that you are his.
Angron
The fact that someone managed to kidnap you and could possibly force you into something you do not want to do is very traumatic for Angron. So he is rage, but rage controlled. And he breathes a sigh of actual relief. Then he sees you standing atop your kidnapper with some sort of makeshift weapon. You are found. All that remains is to fight your way out of here. And trust me, he and his sons are prepared.
Roboute Guilliman
You see, this is why he does all of those preparations, and they paid off. Yes, it is impossible to prepare for every type of situation, but he still makes sure that you have the basics and that they were available to you. He is here to help, but he is secretly very proud that his survival plan 57 paid off because he recognized the moves that you pulled.
Mortarion
He arrives in the dark, cloak pulled tight, breath slow, eyes already burning with the promise of death. He had come to drag you out, to carry you from the place like a corpse, to make sure the kidnappers never breathed again. But then he sees you. Standing. Unbroken. Weapon in hand. Blood on your boots. The rage in him shifts, turns inward, and he lets you finish what you have started. He will not take you from the fight. The rest will die. He will not let them live.
Magnus the Red
He sees it all before he arrives. Threads of fate, every movement, every choice, every path you could take. He had come ready to pull you from the cage, to weave you out of the trap with his power, to make sure the kidnappers never touched you again. But then he finds you. Standing. Alive. Mostly unharmed. Oh well, sometimes physical approach does beat a psychic one.
Horus Lupercal
Who dared? Who bloody dared kidnap a partner of a Warmaster? He brings his entire fleet to the flimsy place they decided to hold you and leads the rescue mission personally. And what greets him is the sight of you bashing someone’s head in as you are obviously making your way out of captivity. Stars above and so below, you are a sight to behold. He has never been more proud of you than in this very moment. Now come, beloved, be by his side while the extermination order is issued.
Lorgar Aurelian
His dearest one, are you all right? Worry not, your savior is here. He has come to deliver you from the clutches of these evil kidnappers and to bestow justice upon them. Lorgar is so worried that he does not even notice for the first few moments that you are, in fact, making your way out. He is very much concerned and would like to take you away from the fight while others dispense justice.
Vulkan
Vulkan is a drake enraged that someone dared to steal the greatest treasure from his hoard. He arrives ready to burn and maim, only to find that you are almost on your way to freedom. It softens him instantly. You are back in his arms, and the fire that was set to destroy will now protect you, not the boss who has harmed you.
Corvus Corax
He prefers to move in stealthy tandem with his sons, aiming to extract you without raising too much fuss. But apparently you have other plans, because once he arrives, everything is on fire, someone is screaming, and you are making your way down a hole, bloodied but mostly unharmed. Oh well, no stealth, but at least you are found, and it looks like you had some fun.
Alpharius Omegon
They get to infiltration straight away. You will be extracted without too much fuss, so when one of them happens upon you in disguise and you try to deliver a kick in order to break through, they just laugh, actually breaking character. My, my, aren’t you spirited. But now, let’s go. First you will be extracted, then they will see what else can be squeezed out of this place before it is inevitably destroyed.
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I adore Sevatar but my favorite Sev moments are for sure anytime he's suddenly hyper-aware he's weird even by Astartes standards.
Like when he asks a Terran-born Night Lord what he felt watching Nostramo explode as someone who doesn't have sentimental attachment to the planet, admitting that he hadn't even thought to ask until then, and the other Astartes is like "...Its been years and that only occurred to you just now?"
And Sevs immediately thinking "shit I just bombed that social interaction, didn't I"
He's constantly having to guess what a normal human/transhuman response would be and then only getting it sort of correct sometimes. Everybody who meets him recoils when he tries to smile because it's so clearly a guy doing an approximation of a smile, like an alien who only learned about emoting a few days prior.
He's the most autistic Night Lord, this is why he's Curze's favorite.
aka tomato is feeling poetic (and apologetic for not writing your request. Promise I'll get to it soon!)
Lion El'Jonson
His love for you is a quiet vow, spoken once and kept forever. He will stand between you and every threat until the very stars go out.
Fulgrim
His love for you is art, polished and precise, something he perfects with every touch and every word. He will make you feel beautiful beyond measure, and he will never let you doubt it.
Perturabo
His love for you is a structure built to last, sure lines drawn in stone, unshakable. He will plan for you, care for you, and make certain nothing can break what the two of you have.
Jaghatai Khan
His love for you is speed and freedom, a wind that never stops moving. He will always keep you close, ride with you across any distance, and he will never let the world catch you.
Leman Russ
His love for you is a roaring hearth, wild and warm and loud. He will feast with you, laugh with you, and keep you by his side through every storm.
Rogal Dorn
His love for you is a fortress, unyielding and strong. He will stand guard over you, never wavering, and you will always know where safety lies.
Konrad Curze
His love for you is a shadow that never lets you go, dark, constant and heavy. He will watch you, always, and he will never let the future take you from him.
Sanguinius
His love for you is a gentle grace, soft wings wrapped around you, shielding you from the ache of the world. He is at your mercy, and he prays you will never stop giving it.
Ferrus Manus
His love for you is iron and flesh, both solid and tender. He will build you something that cannot break, and he will hold you with hands that know exactly how to be careful.
Angron
His love for you is a blade that never cuts you, a rage turned inward so it can protect you instead. He will burn for you, yet never let his fire hurt you.
Roboute Guilliman
His love for you is a plan that will outlive time, a future he has already mapped with you at its center. He will build you a world, and he will not let it fail.
Mortarion
His love for you is silence and distance, yet feelings do not fade. He will keep you close in his own way, cold and unchanging, but steady until the end.
Magnus the Red
His love for you is a spell that binds him without chains, threads of fate woven so tightly it cannot be pulled apart. He will see you, truly see you, and never let go.
Horus Lupercal
His love for you is a star that never dims, bright and commanding and impossible to ignore. He will rise for you, and the galaxy will see you as his equal.
Lorgar Aurelian
His love for you is faith, absolute and worshipful. He will kneel before you, and he will call your name as if it were prayer, and never stop believing in you and you alone.
Vulkan
His love for you is a fire that keeps burning without burning you, keeping you warm, keeping you safe. You're his jewel, you are the prize of his hoard, and this drake will never let anyone take you away.
Corvus Corax
His love for you is a shadow that never leaves, quiet and faithful and always there. He will be in the darkness beside you, and he will never let you face the world alone.
Alpharius Omegon
Their love for you is a secret that cannot be unraveled, one voice speaking as two, yet always just beyond your grasp. You will never know which one you have, and you will never need to, because they are both yours.
BONUS!
The Emperor of Mankind
His love for you is a shining light, brilliant and untouchable, burning with a power that could consume but chooses instead to shield. He will not hold you, not in the way others do, but Neoth will carve a future in which you can survive despite the odds.
Malcador
His love for you is a quiet in the dark, steady and uncomplaining. He will stand not only beside the Emperor but also beside you, doing what must be done, and he will never ask for praise or return.
Erda
Her love for you is a wild, fierce protection, a tide that pulls you back when the world tries to take you. She will not bow to empire or fate, and she will fight for you with every breath she has.
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You're being treated (or annoyed) once again today!
You had a love before him, but now your love is dead. How each and every Primarchs would react?
Lion El'Jonson
He will stand tall, voice steady, offering you quiet counsel and a hand to hold. He will not speak of his relief, but his eyes will soften when you mention the future, and his presence will be a shield around you.
Fulgrim
He will kiss your tears away, voice soft, calling your past a necessary step to this perfection. He will exalt you, and his joy will be woven into every word.
Perturabo
In your crisis Perturabo will offer you structure, plans, a future laid out in clean lines. He will not say he is glad you are now single, but his calculations will now include you as central, and his relief will show in the precision of his care.
Jaghatai Khan
He will ride close, silent, and let his presence speak. When you mention what comes next, his laugh will be lighter, and his pace will slow to match yours.
Leman Russ
He will sit beside you, beer in hand, and say little. But when you speak of the future, his grin will widen, and his hand will find yours, claiming you without words.
Rogal Dorn
He will offer you strength, a fortress, a future built on stone. He will not gloat, but his steady gaze will tell you that you are now his, and he is glad.
Konrad Curze
He will watch you from the dark, voice low, saying that the past was a curse broken. He will not claim you, but his satisfaction will show in the way he stays.
Sanguinius
He will defer to you, letting you lead, yet his wings will curl around you, and his quiet smile will betray the joy he feels at your freedom and ability to chose him.
Ferrus Manus
He will press his metal hand to your shoulder, voice rough but warm. He will offer you solidity, and his joy will be in the certainty that you are now his.
Angron
He will grip your hand, red eyes burning, and say nothing of the past. But his rage will quiet when you speak of the future, and his relief will show in the way he holds you.
Roboute Guilliman
He will be respectful, but a few days later Roboute begins to speak of legacy, of what you will build together. He will not say he is rejoiced, but his efficiency will shift to center you, and his relief will show in his care.
Mortarion
He will be cold aloud, yet his grip will not loosen. He will not speak of joy, but he will keep you close, and his silence will carry the weight of a secret thankfulness.
Magnus the Red
He will see the threads of fate snap and reform, and his voice will soar with the knowledge that you are now bound to him. He will call it prophecy, and his joy will be undeniable.
Horus Lupercal
He will smile, bright and radiant, and pull you into his embrace. He will speak of destiny fulfilled, of stars aligning, and of you finally being free to be his.
Lorgar Aurelian
He will kneel, voice trembling, calling your loss a divine sign. You are blessed with new beginning, pressed to his chest. All while he is weeping with the beauty of what is now possible.
Vulkan
He will hold you gently, tears in his eyes, and speak of healing and new life. He will not hide his relief, and his warmth will wrap around you like a promise.
Corvus Corax
He will linger in the shadows beside you, silent but ever-present. Corvus will not claim your grief, but he will let you know, without words, that you are no longer alone, and that the past is gone.
Alpharius Omegon
They will speak as one, voice single: "You are free. And now, you are with us." No more. No less. Their joy will be absolute, and their claim on you unshakable.
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